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City lights shine down upon the place that |
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I call home |
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Surrounded by a million but |
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I feel like |
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I'm aloneAnd |
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I might be a nobody to you |
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But if I'm playing, would you listen? |
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Well, if you would get to know me |
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Then maybe you would love me |
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I'm so ordinary |
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Dragging 'round an old guitar that |
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I can't even play |
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I fade into your background like a piece of yesterday |
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And I might be a nobody to you |
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But somewhere they're gonna listen |
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Well, if you would get to know me |
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Then maybe you would love me |
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I'm so ordinary, yeah |
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And if you would let me know you |
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Then maybe |
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I could show you |
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Wouldn't we be something? |
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Sad the way we always seem to pass by one another |
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Hiding, so afraid of the things we might discover |
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Caught up in a moment that only you can live in |
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You never know who's giving the air that you might breathe in, yeah |
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Well, if you would get to know me |
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Then maybe you would love me |
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I'm so ordinary |
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And if you would let me know you |
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Then maybe |
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I would show you |
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Wouldn't we be something? |
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City lights shine down upon the place that |
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I call home |
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Surrounded by a million but |
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I feel like |
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I'm aloneAnd |
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I might be a nobody to you |
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But somewhere, they're gonna listen |
